You can be crazy, or you can be a zombie. Sometimes there is no in-between.
Can’t think
Want to sleep
Dizzying in circles
Counting sheep
Words bleed together
Forming only one
Indecipherable by most
But quick to learn
We have been taught
That drugs are bad
But doctors give them out
At every chance
Taught to live without options
Drugged for everything
They have to make us normal
We must all be the same
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